I have a new fictive crush.
His name is Sam Vimes.
Yes. The copper.
He's cerebral and clever and has way too many bad habits, including being a natural knurd.
I need to get away from liking reformed alcoholics.
Heh.
HUB-serve!
Are you my cow?
'Buglit!'
Tee hee.
If you get my knee-deep fic-references, you are as bad as I am, and SHAME ON YOU!
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